‘Her Mother’s Nuns’ — Art by Katie Turner Bailey (This art was a gift from Kate in 1999 and still hangs on one of our walls. This is a digital copy of her original art.)
Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
Delicate frigid flakes layer and repeat As tracks trace a path of adventurous feet Soon to be melted by warming rays… Fading away with winter’s dreary days
Daughter Kate and her family live on 17 acres in Grantham, New Hampshire. Getting snow in the winter is not unusual; three feet of the white stuff is unusual. You can see an animal path leading down to the brook and across it if you look carefully.
These images are the morning after the winter storm. The day before, Kate texted the following video.
— kenne
In care you are wonder, the chicken are fine — all fluffy with plenty of food and water.
Truth never dies. The ages come and go. The mountains wear away, the stars retire. Destruction lays earth’s mighty cities low; And empires, states and dynasties expire; But caught and handed onward by the wise, Truth never dies.
Though unreceived and scoffed at through the years, Though made the butt of ridicule and jest, Though held aloft for mockery and jeers, Denied by those of transient power possessed, Insulted by the insolence of lies, Truth never dies.
It answers not. It does not take offense, But with a mighty silence bides its time. As some great cliff that braves the elements And lifts through all the storms its head sublime, It ever stands, uplifted by the wise, And never dies.
As rests the Sphinx amid Egyptian sands; As looms on high the snowy peak and crest; As firm and patient as Gibraltar stands, So truth, unwearied, waits the era blest When men shall turn to it with great surprise. Truth never dies.
Granddaughter Katelyn (iPhone Images by Katie Turner Bailey)
During the week of March 12th, son David, granddaughter Katelyn,
daughter Katie, grandsons Nick and Jaxon visited Joy and me in Tucson.
Each day would end watching the sunset from the patio.
On several occasions, Katie took images with her iPhone.
A few postings back, I posted the above photo, which I took off Facebook, of daughter Kate alone the Del Mar, California shore. I did a little Photoshop work on the photo, but wasn’t pleased — still I posted it because I like the captured image of Kate.
Later, I ask Kate if she could send me the original, which she did — much better, containing more pixels than the one I got off Facebook. I know Kate uses filters on many photos she shares on Facebook and she may have in this case — I didn’t ask.
It’s so easy to capture the moment, but often the user is thinking about sharing the moment rather than taking a quality photograph to share. Once a quality photo is captured, which Kate’s friend did, then you can use filters and third-party camera apps to share quality images you have captured.
At the end of the day, it is important to remember that whatever camera you may use to capture the moment, the best camera is always the one you have with you. So, think taking good photographs and not snapshots.